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This entire night has turned out to be one giant clusterfuck.
Everything I say just pisses her off even more.
In all the years we’ve been neighbors, I’ve never seen this side of Juliette. One where she cuts loose and allows herself to live in the moment. She’s always had tunnel vision when it comes to her academic goals. She probably took every AP course our high school offered. I’d be lying through my teeth if I didn’t admit that her intelligence is sexy as fuck.
Almost as much as watching her dance with her friends.
If anyone deserves to have fun, it’s her.
What I didn’t like were all the assholes standing around and ogling her.
It was tempting to bare my teeth and growl.
Actually, that’s exactly what I did.
Even though I was preoccupied, it didn’t take long to notice a number of douchebags loitering in the vicinity, staring at her and Brooke while they danced. Crosby must have realized the same thing because he threw away his bottle of beer before stalking out there and pulling her close to stake his claim.
It was tempting to do the same with Juliette, except I know exactly how that would have ended…
And that’s with a swift kick to my nuts.
I might be a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them.
Usually.
I blow out a steady breath. What’s become apparent is that I won’t be able to talk her into taking off anytime soon. Which means that I’ll be shadowing her for the remainder of the night.
It’ll be over my dead and buried body that she goes home with another dude.
I continue watching from a distance as she heads back to the cluster of people writhing to the beat in the living room. Brooke is exactly where Juliette left her, dancing with Crosby. I search the area for Carina but don’t see her blonde head anywhere. Much to Ford’s displeasure, there’s usually half a dozen guys vying for her attention. Ford might think he’s being all super stealthy, but I’m pretty sure he’s got the hots for her.
My attention refastens on Juliette as the irritation drains from her expression and she smiles at Brooke. It’s only when my gaze licks over her body that I remember she used to take dance lessons. On more than one occasion, I was dragged to her recitals.
I have no idea why she quit.
Dance was always something she loved.
It’s a real pleasure to watch her now as she shakes off our previous conversation and gets back into the music. Unable to help myself, my gaze stays pinned to her. I’m transfixed by the graceful way she rolls her hips. Her arms rise above her head and her back arches. It only makes her tits stand out more than they already do.
Fuck.
My cock throbs with painful awareness. With a quick look around, I adjust myself and hope no one notices.
The next time I slip my phone from my pocket and glance at the time, it’s after one o’clock in the morning. I thought once Brooke and Crosby took off, she’d decide she had more than enough, but nope. She’s still going strong.
I’ll give her fifteen more minutes to shake her ass.
Then, we’re calling it a night.
Whether I have to carry her out of here kicking and screaming, it’s time to go.
I’ve been more than patient.
Once time is up, I cut a path directly to her. People shift and scurry out of my way as I move through the press of bodies. I’m like Moses parting the Red Sea. Her arms are still lifted above her head. Even in the dim lighting, I see the thick sweep of lashes lying against her skin as a smile tips the corners of her mouth.
With her unaware of my presence, I’m able to look my fill. I might watch her from across a distance, but very rarely do I get an opportunity to be this up close and personal. I want to etch every dip and curve into my memory, because I know damn well that it won’t come around for a second time.
My gaze drops to the generous bow shape of her pink slicked lips, and I chew my lower one as a burst of arousal arrows straight through me before settling in my dick. I’ve spent my entire life tamping down my lust for this girl, and it would seem like it’s hellbent on breaking loose this evening.
